You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

“It seems that Ms. Knowles is really in favour of Luther. you want to ease the conflict between me and Luther by yourself?"

His voice was as cold as ice, "I advise you to wake up. I advise Ms. Knowles to think hard about which side you want to choose, otherwise, we can hardly be even half friends.”

At that moment, a waiter brought up the dishes.

One by one, the waiter served the dishes to the table, and then the waiter took out a bottle of red wine from an ice bucket of the food cart and respectfully asked, "Excuse me, would you like to open it for you?" Joyce glanced at it, it was St Pancras worth over $200,000.

"Sure. I've been talking all the time and I haven't had dinner with Ms. Knowles." Justin looked at her steadily, a sophisticated smile on his lips.

The waiter took out the corkscrew, opened the bottle, and poured some red wine into the tall glasses in front of them, respectively. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Then the waiter hurriedly retreated and closed the compartment door. In the box, the atmosphere was stagnant. It was so quiet that they could even hear the footsteps from the outside.

Outside the window, the silent night and the infinite blackness seemed to enveloped everything.

swirling

glass and gently clinked it

and when she saw him finish his glass, she raised her head and

slightly astringent and cold liquor entered her throat and sent a chill all the way to

and gestured for

took a few bites, yet her mind had already drifted away. She wondered

need

to work with a man as sinister and venomous as Otis, would he be involved in

Luther, so where exactly would he start? Should she tell Luther about

elegantly sipped his tea, and never

and elegant, and every movement exuded

about?" He asked lightly, "What do you think about what

Henderson, I'm not taking sides. I'm just running a small business and making

down her utensils, gently wiped the corners of her lips with a table napkin, and stood up, "I'm done eating, so if there's nothing

I'm afraid it is impossible if, in the vortex, you want to be neutral. Since you choose